I'm not sure.

I'm not sure what to say anymore.
I'm not sure how to think.
I'm not sure who I want to hang out with.
I'm not sure what I want.

I don't want to go, because you're my best friend. I want to go because you're my best friend. I can't not go, but I've been looking forward to this day that had a possiblity of not happening, and now I'm stuck in the middle.

I'd choose him over you. He treats me better. But I need a friend too. But he's a better friend to me than you are.

What to choose. Him, or you...

Maybe I'll come over earlier, if it's alright...
Maybe if you'll let me, I won't stay for the night.

I can't leave you hanging on a thread, but you have others. But then you'll complain that I left you, when you're not even here.

I was so sure of what I wanted this past week. I was so strong and motivated.

Now I'm tired and unsure.